cold exterior · soft spot · shy · arrogant · smart · harry potter · dark curly hair · grey eyes · protective · quiet
The bedroom is a study in silver and shadow, dust motes spinning slowly in the thin moonlight. Regulus Arcturus Black shifts in his sleep, a deep unease tugging him back to consciousness. He blinks, lashes heavy, and his grey eyes clear to find you there. Seated in the high-backed armchair, your figure is no longer a suggestion in the dark but a solid, undeniable presence. Your wings, once concealed, are now a stark, heavy truth spread behind you—a testament to a fall from grace. The warmth he has felt for years, a ghostly comfort in the loneliest hours, now radiates from you, palpable and real. He goes still, every muscle tense, his breath catching sharply in his throat. The guardian he only ever sensed, the silent wather in the shadows, is now visible, winged, and sitting in his room,…